Perpendicular Ponderings

It is a grey, hazy, lazy, raining Saturday in the capital city. Nothing much to do, much like the kids in "The Cat in the Hat". "To wet to play ball, so we sat and we sat and did nothing at all" LOL. Did a quick half-day today, and now, nothing. The new arena is supposed to open tonight with Rod Stewart in town, but things are a little behind schedule. I remember seeing Rod in Vancouver about twenty years ago. I went with my girlfriend at the time and we were front row, center stage. She took some amazing pictures of the show, sure wish I would have got some of them.

Although I am not one who usually goes up to the soapbox to start preaching, I mean I believe that everyone has the right to their own opinion, so why try to shove mine down your throat. The attention that the recent right-to-die debate in Florida has garnered has propelled me into giving my take on the matter, once again, only one man's opinion. I believe that as souls which fill the vessel known as the body, it is our inherent right to decide what we would like done in the event we become too incapacitated to tend for ourselves. In other words, if you want to die, you should be allowed to die. To be kept alive by machines, when for all intents and purposes we are already dead, is not really living, is it? To not be functioning, but still be forced to breathe, is not how I would want to be. John Lennon said that dying was like going from one car to the next, the cars being the bodies our souls travel in. If this is truly the case, then by keeping someone alive artificially would be keeping them from changing cars.

Just my humble opinion.


See you when I see you.
Baron